Qian Qingjian really wanted to greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Mosheng Valley in his heart, why did you go early? Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But before he could greet Mo Shenggu's grandfather in his heart, Mo Shenggu's punch had already smashed into his chest.

Song Yuanqiao was in a hurry: "Shenggu is back!" but he couldn't shout Mo Shenggu's figure.

Qian Qingjian secretly screamed bitterly, and hurriedly used the black tiger fist taught to him by Ge Gangbu to block Mo Shenggu, but he failed to block the boxing style of Wudang Jiuyang Gong that had been in Wudang for more than ten years, only to hear the sound of "bang", Qian Qingjian was so punched by Mo Shenggu that he flew upside down more than a foot, and sat on the ground with a puff of ass, and felt that his throat was sweet again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. I don't know if it was internal injuries to my viscera or if I vomited out the blood of Ding Minjun who had just drank.

This scene shocked everyone in the audience, people have seen too many incredible things this afternoon, and they are even more surprised and puzzled several times, but this time they can't understand the mystery of it.

How could Qian Qingjian be beaten away by Mo Shenggu? and vomited blood, is this acting?

Even the people of the Ming Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Sect are already stupid, Mo Shenggu is like this, even the altar master of the Heavenly Eagle Sect can't beat it, how can it be possible to beat Qian Qingjian away?

Even Mo Shenggu himself didn't expect that things would be like this, he was originally chivalrous, and he only relied on his blood to support justice, with the determination to die, how did he expect to succeed so easily? He withdrew his fist in disbelief and looked at it carefully, just this kind of fist, can he beat Qian Qingjian? Is this still my fist?

Just when Mo Shenggu was stunned, Song Yuanqiao flew up and grabbed the neck of this brainless seventh junior brother, and jumped back with a ladder. He said, "Don't you listen to me?"

Only then did Mo Shenggu realize that he was too impulsive, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to argue at the moment.

It's just that after such a scene, Master Kongwen saw some doorways, he pronounced the Buddha's name and stood up, first clicked on Yuanzhen's acupoint to stop him from continuing to shout, and then said loudly: "Master Qian, even if my Shaolin Temple Yuanzhen has concealed the behavior of the teacher, it will not be your turn to cut off a pair of his calves, right? ”

He didn't wait for Qian Qingjian to answer, he walked a few steps while speaking, and before the words fell, the person had already arrived at the place in front of Qian Qingjian, and the starting hand of Donkey Kong Fist "Salute Rulai", his palms were folded and he slashed towards Qian Qingjian, who was sitting on the ground, and the force was extremely powerful.

This Donkey Kong fist is also called Donkey Kong palm, belongs to one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and the palm of Prajna, Sumeru Mountain palm and called the three major palms of Shaolin, two hundred years ago Xuan Ci, Xuan Nan, Xuan Lin at the same time with their master Lingmen Zen Master to learn to practice this palm, and in the end only Xuan Ci practiced alone, the difficulty of this palm can be seen, and Shaolin stunt has always been the difficulty and power is proportional, the more difficult to practice the kung fu power is also an indisputable fact.

The Kongwen Divine Monk is the second master of the Kongzi generation, only inferior to the dead senior brother Kongjian, and it is reasonable to practice the Donkey Kong palm with his talent and intelligence.

Qian Qingjian couldn't even stand up at this time, how could he resist this trick that wrapped his superior internal strength in splitting the empty palm, and it seemed that he was killed on the spot. At that moment, he sighed secretly: "It seems that Guangmingding really shouldn't come! It's a pity that those good wives are like flowers and jade......"

Hearing this trick suddenly, the Ming Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Sect suddenly made a big noise, and it was too late to go to the rescue, and at this time, Wei Yixiao had just finished drinking the blood of the male disciple in Kongtong, leaving the corpse in his hand and rushing towards Qian Qingjian's side, with his speed, he didn't have time to block this palm for Qian Qingjian......

At this moment, I heard a voice sound from mid-air, "Stop." ”

This voice was made by a woman, the timbre was unusually soft, the tone was not harsh, the volume was not high-pitched, but it reached the ears of everyone present, everyone felt that it was indescribably pleasant, and it sounded as if she was making a suggestion, dissuading the empty news to stop, as if you were saying, if you insist on not "stopping", it is okay.

But because the direction of the sound was so unbelievable, not only did the sound stop attacking, but everyone else looked at the source of the sound.

Where did this voice come from? This voice came from heaven.

Guangming Peak is surrounded by mountains, a total of seven peaks and thirteen cliffs. The courtyard of Guangming Ding is not narrow, the area of two or three football fields is still there, but the buildings of Guangming Ding are not very high, there are no buildings, and the tallest building is only the Guangming Hall.

Yet the fact that this sound appeared in the sky was shocking!

Because it means that there is only one possibility, and that is that the person speaking is flying down from the surrounding peaks.

People who can fly down from the mountain peak ask Kong Wen to stop, even if this is just a suggestion, Kong Wen can't help but think about it. In fact, the empty news is no longer considered and considered, but directly followed and implemented.

Qian Qingjian looked up at everyone's gaze, and saw a pale green figure falling in the air, the speed was by no means as fast as falling from a high altitude, as if she had an invisible transparent parachute hanging on her body. It was as if there was an invisible white cloud floating under her feet.

The woman slowly fell, like a fairy in the heavenly palace, Qian Qingjian gradually saw her appearance clearly, only felt that this woman was beautiful and vulgar, rich and beautiful, her appearance was not inferior to Yin Susu and Yang Biqin, but her temperament was more elegant than Yin Yang's second daughter.

For some reason, Qian Qingjian found that this fairy's pair of autumn water was looking at him, and as her body gradually moved to the ground, the eye waves also flowed inadvertently, giving Qian Qingjian the feeling that she was only looking at him alone.

In this bright-topped square, there are thousands of decent and two-sect personnel at this moment, why is she only looking at me?

Qian Qingjian's eyes seemed to be sucked by the fairy's autumn waves, and in the middle of the two looking at each other, the fairy fell.

"Disciple see the patriarch! I wish the patriarch good health!" The disciples of the Emei faction all knelt on the ground and greeted in unison.

Master Kongwen led the Shaolin monks to salute one after another, and said loudly: "The last Shaolin disciple Kongwen led the disciples to welcome the evergreen patriarch. ”

Song Yuanqiao also saluted in time and greeted: "Song Yuanqiao, the first disciple of Wudang Zhang Sanfeng, led the disciples of the Wudang faction to ask Guo Shibo about his health and health. ”

Not to be left behind, He Taichong and his wife led their disciples to bow down and salute together: "Kunlun juniors He Taichong and Ban Shuxian and his wife welcome the evergreen patriarch. ”

The decent disciples were excited, and they all thought that as soon as Patriarch Guo arrived, there were ten Qian Qingjian like those just now who could not resist the encirclement and suppression of the decency, and the victory of the six major factions was already a sure thing.

The people on the side of the Ming Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Sect were already so sluggish that they couldn't speak, and their hearts were all dead. It's over, as soon as this woman arrives, Mingjiao will definitely be wiped out from now on, and there will be no luck.

In the last 50 or 60 years, if we talk about who is the number one master in the world? It is not Zhang Sanfeng! It is Guo Xiang! It's just that Guo Xiang has been missing for decades, and this is Zhang Zhenren's turn to dominate the martial arts.

Hearing these people's greetings, Qian Qingjian suddenly felt a little hypoxic in his brain, "What? Is this woman actually Emei Patriarch Guo Xiang?"

He knows that Guo Xiang is not dead in this life, but Guo Xiang should be one hundred and two years old even if he does not die now, and this age is easy to deduce, because Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang is ninety-eight years old at this time.

How can a one hundred and two-year-old woman look eighteen or nineteen years old? Is she the same as Tianshan Tong's grandmother?

Qian Qingjian looked at Guo Xiang's eyes, his brain was running at a high speed, but something that shocked him even more happened, Guo Xiang ignored the group of Emei disciples who knelt down, and ignored the salutes and greetings of Kongwen and Song Yuanqiao and others, but walked towards him slowly, and said softly: "Qingjian, what's wrong with you?" (To be continued.) )